looking up at the taller seokjin, she blinked her drooping eyes. her eyes were cornered with dark circles and a pair of eyebags that told a story about her fucked up life. taking a step backwards, the girl almost slipped if seokjin would've not held her upright again. she couldn't look at him straight in the eyes, struggling to stand up steadily.

seokjin lowered his head enough for her to not have to look up at his tall figure. "are you okay?" taking sharp breaths, she finally looked at me, still silent. he waved a hand in front of her face, trying to snap her out of trance. taking her gently by the hand, he walked themselves out through the crowd. being the gentleman he is, seokjin let the girl sit down on the bench at the side of the street.

"are you okay?" seokjin asked for the second time, anxiously staring into the stranger's orbs. licking her dry lips as she nodded, she finally lifted her head slightly, just enough for seokjin to scan her entire facial features. she looked as young as him, only difference was that the girl looked worn out and he didn't.
"you don't seem to be okay. you were about to kill yourself awhile ago." his words were laced with both concern and sarcasm.

she finally spoke softly as if she was strengthless "sorry." it was only one word but enough to melt seokjin upon hearing her weak voice. they were stranger but hey, don't we all start off as that? a little concern building until it becomes an attachment.

gulping, seokjin spoke once again. "do you want me to take you to the hospital?" she abruptly shook her head and stood up as if she was never tipsy earlier. what confused him was that she didn't smell like alcohol at all. maybe she was sick or something. "thank you. bye." with three words; she walked off and away. he watched her walk in an unsteady motion until she disappeared into the distance. seokjin curiously thought. "what's wrong with her?"

glancing at his own wrist, seokjin realized that his time had decreased out of nowhere. he was clueless why he now had only five days to live instead of six when not even an hour had passed.
5d:23h:32m:06s

it was the first time he actually saved someone from their deathbed. he always tried, as best as he could, but he was too weak to even pull them out of the death traps.

another first time for him was how his time, or initially life span, decreased. for a moment, he froze to think if it was his deed of saving someone that made his life span decrease. "i must be hallucinating." seokjin tries to convince himself, pathetically trying to erase it by rubbing it with his other fist. he knew it was a dumb idea — because indeed, his time really decreased.

— 风险 —
R I S K

"because i would rather risk
mine, than yours."